Promise of wind and rain

"Stop them!" Sheng Nu suddenly shouted.The people who were still waiting and hesitating got the order and rushed towards the three people in the encirclement.

The three of them didn't want to fight, they just wanted to break out of the encirclement immediately.Chu Feiyang wanted to continue to exert the internal power of Donglong Pavilion, but he vaguely felt an uncontrolled dangerous aura swimming around in his body.

He didn't dare to act recklessly.Although there are many opponents right now, with the three of them, it is still easy to break out of the encirclement.If he doesn't control it anymore, if he is backlashed by the internal power of Donglong Pavilion, he doesn't know how many troubles will be involved, and the gain outweighs the loss.

In just a short while, the three of them fought and retreated, almost retreating to the edge of the courtyard wall.

Seeing that the three of them were about to rush out of the encirclement, the holy aunt was furious and scolded: "A bunch of trash, hurry up and catch Chu Feiyang!"

As soon as the holy aunt finished speaking, she suddenly jumped onto the high platform, raised her head slightly, opened her lips, and a song that sounded very pleasant came out of her mouth.

Before finishing a sentence, she suddenly covered her ribs, bit her lips and closed her mouth.To sing a song that has the effect of fascination, the loss of internal strength is even greater than that of close combat.She had suffered severe internal injuries just now, and when she violently exerted her internal strength, the injury was even worse, and several streaks of blood flowed down the corners of her lips.

But just this sentence is enough to cheer up those martial arts practitioners who have been tortured by the poison of martial soul.

Qinglang and Jun Shuying guarded an elder of the Lianshan School alone, and only one hand could be used freely.Because Chu Feiyang was injured, he was empty-handed and no longer bear the extra burden.Seeing that the courtyard wall was approaching, the three of them obviously felt the pressure doubled. The martial arts practitioners around them who were already in a state of weakness and retreat suddenly became energetic and rushed forward like a beast looking for food.

The holy aunt adjusted her breath, pushed away Yu'er who was supporting her worriedly, and opened her thin lips again.

The distant voice carries a mysterious tune, rising and spreading in the night sky, like a wave of water rippling away, creating a visible ripple in the night.

It's not that those martial arts people who suffer from the poison of martial soul have never heard the holy lady sing.When they are in pain, the singing of the holy lady can always give these people the greatest comfort. It is a kind of comfort that goes deep into the soul, and all the sadness and pain are instantly healed.

It's just that they have never heard such a beautiful singing voice.It seems that it is not just relying on internal strength to heal the wound, but more like a carefully compiled song to be dedicated to that special person.

When the saint's singing sounded again, Chu Feiyang frowned uncomfortably.

If his body were a house, it now houses a beast named Blood Venom.The beast trampled on the contents of the house and turned the world upside down.And that singing voice was more like a hand, determined to open his tightly closed heart.

There was a string in his head that seemed to be vibrated by those singing voices, beating his reason all the time, telling him from the bottom of his heart that if he let go of the restraint in his heart and accepted this hand, it would surely subdue that evil beast , will also bring him unparalleled deep-soul joy and comfort.

The last time the saint aunt sang this ecstasy, he was far away, but he still relied on his perseverance to persevere.It is really a great test of willpower to be engulfed by the magic sound from such a close distance at this moment.

Jun Shuying saw Chu Feiyang's strangeness, and felt anxious, but felt helpless.This is an inner contest, and he can't help at all.

The holy aunt's eyes were wide open, and she could only see the slender figure in her eyes.He gradually staggered and his movements became sluggish.She is very confident in her means, at such a close distance, no one can resist the comfort of her singing after being poisoned by her blood.

There was once a person who tried his best to resist, but in the end he had to succumb because his seven orifices bleed.Chu Feiyang is no exception!

She watched helplessly as everyone was inspired by her singing and became more courageous as they fought.The people at the front fell down one by one, and the people behind stepped on the fallen corpses and continued to rush forward bravely to block the way of the three people.

Chu Feiyang also gradually lost his strength. He was fighting with a sword in his right hand, but his left hand kept covering his ears, and he couldn't stop shaking his head. It was obvious that her singing had had a great impact on him.

The holy aunt showed a sneer on her face, resisting the pain of her internal injury, and suddenly raised her singing voice a lot.

Chu Feiyang finally fell to the ground, kneeling on one knee, his hand holding the sword trembling violently.

As long as Chu Feiyang's perseverance is broken, he will never be able to stop her singing from now on.

This is a poison, far more terrifying than the poison that tortures the human body.Once infected, there is no cure for it.

Jun Shuying didn't care about any elders any more, he cut down two people who were rushing up desperately with one sword, and hurried to Chu Feiyang's side.

"Feiyang, how are you?!" Jun Shuying grasped Chu Feiyang's hand, but it was firmly held back.

Chu Feiyang lowered his face, and Jun Shuying could only see his pale thin lips clenched between his teeth.As if he wanted to confirm something, he impatiently pulled Jun Shuying's hand to his lips, almost biting it, and kissed Jun Shuying's palm.

Just this time, the trembling on Chu Feiyang's body suddenly became weaker gradually.

This familiar, elegant breath instantly blew away most of the fog that quickly filled his mind.

Qinglang looked at the two people who looked like no one else, and helplessly quickened his footwork and moves, and one person filled all the gaps between the two.

The sharp blade cut across a cold arc, splashing a lot of blood.

The holy lady stood outside the crowd and watched the scenes, the corners of her eyes were so red that they were about to burst into flames.

Obviously, it was only a small step away, and she was able to overcome the restraint in Chu Feiyang's heart by such a small step. From then on, this man who made her look so impressive could never escape from her palm.

The giant net she had woven with painstaking efforts was broken so easily.

That Jun Shuying even just touched him!

The aunt's eyes were red as she watched the two stand up again and wanted to break through the siege. She poured deeper inner strength into the singing, and the blood stains at the corners of her mouth became clearer and thicker in an instant.

Just at that moment, a long wolf howl broke into the already lively night.

The aunt paused, and the singing stopped abruptly.The next moment, she seemed to be hit hard by something, and she took a few steps back suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spewed out suddenly.

Yu'er was shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the saint.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?!"

As soon as the holy aunt's singing stopped, the group of martial arts fighters who had rushed forward to prevent the three from escaping suddenly retreated. Although they did not disperse, they still gave the three people a moment of respite.

Looking forward, Jun Shuying said, "She needs to rely on her internal force to inject her singing, and now she must have been disturbed by her breath and backlashed by her own internal force."

Qinglang raised his shoulders, twisted his neck, and sighed: "This stupid dog finally started barking, what was it doing just now. Brother Chu, are you okay now?"

Chu Feiyang glanced at Qinglang, his pale complexion and lips made his eyes even more unusually dark.

Chu Feiyang shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I'm fine. Take advantage of this time to break through in one fell swoop."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qinglang and Jun Shuying didn't even have time to respond, but they only heard an anxious cry from outside the crowd.

"Chu Daxia?! Is it Chu Daxia?!" Someone cried in a trembling voice, "Qin Ying—Qin Ying is dying, I don't know who to ask. I heard that Chu Daxia is here , they said that Hero Chu would save Qin Ying──"